Walking outside the house, Qin Lu signaled Pangpang to squat down, leaned into his ear, and whispered: "Xu Junen has urinated on his body. He is embarrassed to come over and ask me to take you there."

Pangpang frowned and had advised this kid not to hold back his urine. He always refused to listen. This time he couldn't hold it in, so he would embarrass him now. Pangpang pulled the corners of his mouth, "Thank you little sister, please take me over."

Qin Lu held the fat man's hand and said, "Big brother, come with me."

Qin Lu's sense of direction is much better than that of dumplings, and soon brought Pangpang to dumplings. Dumplings said dissatisfiedly: "Little girl, you are too slow. I am almost cold to stand here."

"How did your sixth brother speak? It's so rude." Pangpang scolded.

The dumplings stuck out their tongues.

"I'm afraid I'll run over slowly because I'm afraid of bumping into someone again. I'm sorry." Qin Lu explained with a pout.

"Forget it this time, hurry up next time." Jiaozi waved.

Pangpang reached out and knocked it on his head, saying, "You little brat, it's not enough for you to urinate on your body once, do you want to urinate a second time?"

Jiaozi shook her head, "I don't want to be the second time. Brother, I'm so cold, I'm looking for my mother."

"What mother to look for? I'll take you to find Uncle Chang and ask Uncle Chang to take you back to take a shower and change clothes." Pangpang grabbed the dumpling's clothes and dragged him out from behind the tree.

"Little sister, do you know how to go to the side door of Feng's mansion?" Pangpang asked politely.

"I know, I'll take you to take a shortcut." Qin Lu said with the initiative.

"Thank you for your help," Pangpang smiled.

"Big brother, you're welcome." Qin Lu smiled with a curved eye.

Under Qin Lu's leadership, the two brothers quickly arrived at the side door. Qin Lu came forward and called the servant who was guarding the door open and asked the two brothers to open the door. Pangpang quickly found Chang Mo who was chatting with someone, "Uncle Chang."

"Hey, why did you two guys sneak out?" Chang Mo looked at Jiaozi in a mess, "What's going on? Did you fall into the water?"

"He's urinating on his body." Fatty said calmly.

Chang Mo twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Boy, you have grown your skills."

Jiaozi giggled, "Accident, this is an accident."

"Okay, I'll take him back. You can take care of the other three boys." Chang Mo took over the dumplings.

"It's time for you to be a second uncle in Chang." Pangpang bowed.

Chang Mo helped the dumplings onto the horse, and he also turned over the horse and left with the dumplings. Pangpang turned around and walked back, entered through the side door, and saw Qin Lu standing there, and said politely: "Little sister, thank you."

"No thanks, big brother, can you find the small warm room? Do you want me to send you there?" Qin Lu asked.

"I can find the Little Warehouse." Pangpang smiled. He was not the little road madman who was the Jiaozi.

"Goodbye, big brother." Qin Lu ran away.

"Little..." Pangpang failed to call her, and it was not convenient to chase her. She found her way back to the small warm room by herself. When she entered the room, she saw Zhuangzhuang blushing with others. The buns and steamed buns drooped their eyelids, leaning against each other, and pointing their heads down, obviously she was about to fall asleep.

Pangpang walked over and hugged the two of them. The buns and steamed buns opened their eyes and looked at Pangpang and smiled foolishly, "Brother." One said, "Difficult." The other said, "I feel bad."

"Now I know you're dizzy and uncomfortable? I've told you that it's wine, not water, and I told you not to drink it, not to drink it, and I don't listen. I deserve it." Pangpang said fiercely, and his face was full of heartache. He helped this person rub his forehead and patted his chest.

When Shen Shizheng arrived, the previous play had been sung seven or eight times. The guests gradually said goodbye and left. Mo Shi followed the servants of the Feng family, "Big Master, where has the Sixth Master gone?"

"Uncle Chang has already sent his sixth brother home first." Pangpang replied.

"How could Master Six go back first? But what happened?" Mo Shi asked uneasily.

"Auntie Mo Shi, you will know when you go back." Pangpang is not easy to explain in detail for the sake of Jiaozi's face.

Mo Shi didn't ask any more questions. He took the steamed bun that was still sleeping and led the four young masters to meet Shen Danxia. Chen Danxia had a keen sense of smell and immediately smelled the smell of wine on his four sons. He frowned and asked, "How much wine did you drink?"

"Mom, we just drank a little." Zhuangzhuang said with a flattering smile.

"Hmph, after drinking a little, it will smell so much alcohol? Do you think your mother is an ignorant woman!" Chen Danxia raised his hand and gave him a thunderous sniff. He glanced at him and found that there was one less son, "Where is Xiao Liu?"

"Mom, my sixth brother has already asked Uncle Chang to send it back first." Pangpang replied.

"Has he caused trouble?" Chen Danxia asked.

"I haven't caused trouble, mom, don't ask, you will know when you go back." Pangpang smiled.

When Chen Danxia saw Xu Lang at the second gate, he immediately complained to him, "Third Master, your little brats have drunk a lot of wine, and you have a good wine and drink a lot of wine. You must teach them a lesson."

"I must teach you a good lesson." Xu Lang said with a smile in his eyes. When he is good, he will be her baby son. When he is not good, he will become his stinky brat.

When Chen Danxia returned home, he learned that Jiaozi had urinated on his body, so he pressed him on the couch and hit him on the butt, "Boy, if you dare to hold your urine again, I will cut your little cock with a knife."

"I won't hold it anymore, I won't hold it anymore." Jiaozi lay on the couch and shook her head hard, "I won't hold my urine anymore."

Xu Lang taught his four sons separately. Two young ones said, "Although wine is made of grain, you are still young. Even if it is not easy to intoxicate peach blossoms, it is not suitable to drink it. Wine can easily harm your body. In the future, when you go out, you are not allowed to drink alcohol. Tea will be used instead of wine. Although you drink wine today, you are still self-controlled and have not done anything that is not moral. Then punish the big precepts and punish you for copying the "Fist Preservation Chapter" a hundred times. Three days later, hand it over to me."

"Dad, "The Book of Conservation" is so long. I copied it a hundred times in three days, but I can't finish it." Baozi said with a bitter face.

Xu Lang had no intention of leniency, "two days."

"Ah!" The buns and steamed buns were shocked. They were not given up and reduced. Will they still make people live?

"A few more words, I will only have one day." Xu Lang said coldly.

The two pouted, their eyes rolling around; Xu Lang added: "Don't think about pleading with your mother. It's my business to teach you, she doesn't care." In front of the child, Chen Danxia paid great attention to safeguarding Xu Lang's dignity as a father, and never violated Xu Lang's decision in front of the child. It was another matter to persuade him behind his back.

There was no way to ask for help, the two little guys suddenly became depressed, bowed honestly, and went back to the room to copy the book. Pangpang and Zhuangzhuang walked in and bowed, saying, "Dad."

"Sit down." Xu Lang glanced at his two eldest sons.

The two sat on the chair in front of Xu Lang, lowering their heads.

"Have your sir ever told you that next year's boy trial, I hope you will end up?" Xu Lang asked.

"Yes." Pangpang replied.

"Do you know why I didn't let you stay in Jindu and learn from your husband, but brought you to Yucheng?" Xu Lang continued to ask.

The two brothers looked at each other, and Pangpang replied: "It is better to travel thousands of miles than reading thousands of books. You brought us to Yucheng to increase our knowledge."

Xu Lang smiled slightly and said, "You know, I won't talk about the truth that alcohol can harm your body. You know, so I won't talk about it. Attending a dinner, it's not an exaggeration to have a drink for fun, but it's not advisable to drink too much. Pangpang has good self-control. He only drank three glasses of wine and was sober. Zhuangpang was too indulgent and drank wine as sugar water, so he couldn't walk steadily. Fortunately, he didn't do anything wrong. Zhuangpang quit the ruler fifty times, Pangpang, as his brother, did not fulfill his responsibility for dissuasion, and quit the ruler ten times."

If your brother makes mistakes, the brother will blame each other. If your brother makes mistakes, the brother will blame each other. This is the rule set by Xu Lang and Shen Danxia. If you want to keep your own life alone, you will take care of your own. What you have to do is to work together to make your fortune cut off gold.

As he said that, Xu Lang took out the ruler, Pangpang stood up, stretched out his left hand, and hadn't been beaten for three years, and he missed him a little. After ten beats, Pangpang stepped back and Zhuangzhuang stepped forward. Xu Lang beat Zhuangzhuang with expressionless face for fifty times, "I will be punished again next time, severe punishment."

After being beaten, the two brothers knew that these days they were too relaxed and didn't even take out the book in the box, let alone read it. The next day, the two brothers packed up the book and started reading books, practicing calligraphy and writing articles. Xu Lang's talent was no worse than Cheng Jue, so he could naturally guide them.

Although Jiaozi was not scolded by her father, she also had to copy a hundred chapters of "The Feasting Chapter"; Jiaozi was more attached to her mother than her four brothers, and she had to be with Shen Danxia; Shen Danxia was also willing to let him stick to her, and the mother and son occupied half of the table; Jiaozi copied books, and Shen Danxia painted the maids.

Shen Danxia painted a picture of Zhang Chunri welcoming the spring. After finishing the painting, he looked at the dumplings and said, "Son, where are you ghost drawing talismans?"

"Mom, what did you say?" Jiaozi was unhappy and put down his pen, "I'm crazy cursive."

Shen Danxia laughed, "I don't know if you are crazy, but I know, if you send this to your father, your father will definitely beat you up after seeing it."

Jiaozi hesitated for a moment when he thought of his second brother's left hand, which was swollen like a pig's trotter, and asked, "Dad doesn't like madness?"

"Your father doesn't like crazy cursive, and you're not crazy cursive. You're just a doodle. Hurry up, copy it again, write it in stroke by stroke, and be honest and upright." Shen Danxia said seriously.

The dumplings had to knead the paper and copy them again.

A few days later, it was the Lantern Festival. Yucheng was the same as Jindu, and the lanterns were lit on the eighth day of the day and the lanterns fell on the 17th day; Xu Lang had to be on duty from the eighth day of the day to the fifteenth day of the day. On the 16th day, when he had time, he took his wife and children out to watch the lanterns.

The street market is very lively, with people watching the lanterns in groups, chatting and laughing, and walking happily along the way. The children carry lanterns and call friends, running around the streets. The public security in Yucheng is not bad, but during festivals, there will always be children abducted and trafficked. Shen Danxia definitely has no time to watch any lanterns, so she stares at her three young sons intently.

Seeing her nervous look, Xu Lang sighed lightly: "If I had known you were like this, I wouldn't have brought these three boys out."

"If they don't bring them out, they will sneak out by themselves, so I'm even more worried." Shen Danxiaheng said with a glance.

"If you Chang Yan and the others are staring at each other, don't worry, your baby son can't be lost." Xu Lang smiled jokingly.

The family of seven chatted and laughed, and walked over half of the street. They walked to a stall selling wontons. The greedy dumplings twisted and ran to Chen Danxia, ​​hugged her, "Mom, dumplings are tired."

While saying that, he glanced at the stall next to him, and he was obviously greedy and reluctant to leave. Chen Danxia burst out laughing and said, "Third Master, we have been away for so long, why not go in and take a rest, eat a bowl of wontons, and then go to guess the riddle."

Seeing that the sons were all swallowing, Xu Lang nodded and agreed. The stall owner was a middle-aged couple with two children. The boy was eleven or twelve years old and was burning the fire. The girl was eight or nine years old and was washing dishes. The stall was not big, with dough and two large bowls of fillings on a chopping board, and a small pile of wrapped wontons. On each of the two stoves, a pot of boiling water and a pot of soup and sweat, all steaming.

There were not many guests, nor were there many guests. The three small tables were all sitting, and only the round table was empty. Chen Danxia pointed to the round table and said, "We have many people, just sit on that table."

"Boss, what stuffing does your wonton have?" Xu Lang asked.

"There are pork and fish fillings." The stall owner replied.

"What stuffing do you guys want to eat?" Chen Danxia asked the five boys.

"Fishing meat." The five boys spoke in unison.

"Five bowls of fish and meat stuffing are made of." Chen Danxia smiled.

"Okay, the guest please wait and cook it immediately." The stall owner smiled, "Girl, pour a few cups of barley tea for the guest."

The girl who was washing dishes stood up, wiped the water stains on her hands with her bib, sent seven stoneware cups, brought a pot of hot tea, and poured them the dumplings. She smelled the smell and felt that they were good. She picked up the cup and took a big sip, and then spit out, "It's astringent, so bad."

Chen Danxia picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "I don't know, barley tea is the taste. Come on, ponytail, Zhuangzhuang, I'll take you, what are the benefits of drinking barley tea?"

Pangpang looked at Zhuangzhuang, "Do you answer first, or should I answer first?"

"According to medical records, barley is sweet in taste and has a mild nature. It has the function of removing food and curing swelling, eliminating accumulation and eating, nourishing qi and regulating the middle, and transforming grains and food." Zhuang Zhuang recited.

"Drinking barley tea can eliminate warmth and detoxify, strengthen the spleen, clear heat and relieve heat, remove fishy smell, remove greasyness, and moisturize the body and black hair." Pangpang added.

Chen Danxia laughed, "It seems that your book is not in vain."

While speaking, five bowls of wontons were served. The milky white soup made from bones was filled with small wontons, sprinkled with fine chopped green onions and garlic yellow, which made people's index fingers flutter. The fragrance spreads with the evening breeze, and the five children swallowed their saliva as they watched.

"One person, one bowl." Xu Lang said.

The five boys picked up the spoon and went to scoop the wontons. The wontons that had just been out of the pot were hot. Chen Danxia instructed: "Puff and eat again and again, don't burn it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dumplings were so hot that they sucked their mouths, but the brat couldn't bear to spit out the wontons that had reached their mouths, put them in their mouths, and suck them. Chen Danxia was both angry and funny, "Isn't you that I haven't eaten wontons? Why do you look so greedy?"

There was something in the dumpling's mouth, which was vague and I didn't know what he said. Chen Danxia waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't talk, hurry up and eat yours."

Five children buried their heads in eating wontons, and suddenly they heard someone shouting: "Xu Junen."

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Note: Today, my friend brought someone who was about to undergo a brain surgery and asked me to share my experience. I was dizzy. I was a patient and I was not a doctor. What experience can I share? And to be honest, I am not willing to think about what happened during the surgery. The feeling of delivering life to others is very bad and helpless.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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